those great have predetermined faith. Mostly 'cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate. nigga's carnivore when there's so much at steak. Aint tryin to fight
Oh how my heart aches The brilliant stories cascade about me To be handsome again Thou art all deformed, and I
never too late for that lovin my sexy babe I used to cry but now I have to laugh because she's got that torment to a fine art smart like a foxy and
nigga victimized or just willing no blinds, no bags, just dealing no foundation or floor plan, just building check it, nights bright but the daya??s dark covered in tattooa??s ,but hate art
destroyed by his own country Just tryin' to fight for what's real This goes out my nigga, Malcolm How hard relates to bads Just tryin' to fight for what
in an Amish paradise We're just plain and simple guys, living in an Amish paradise There's no time for sin and vice, living in an Amish paradise We don't fight
art, If you just go all the way. Now what would it take to break? I believe that you can bend, Not only do you have to fight, But you have got to win
that you can bend, Not only do you have to fight, But you have got to win, 'Cause everybody is Kung fu fighting,(Kung fu fighting) Your mind becomes
, across the table from corporate lies Immortilized by the realness I bring to it If revolution had a movie I'd be theme music My music, you either fight
you've got to fight To make what's right You've got to fight To make what's right You've got to fight To make what's right You've got to fight to keep
'd be reminded I hate to turn out up out of the blue uninvited But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it
the park Ma fucka don't walk past dark What the fuck is Illumanti Old niggas with money Bitch get the power like Stand tall towers like Gotta fight,
at ya Yo yo yo, all my niggas say, jump up, doc broke out the kennel A dog on four paws spittin' out the window Jump up! It ain't no need to fight We
the missin' link I got my Hustle on like Larry Flynt We brave in the heart, playin' a part, amazingly smart Razor sharp, futuristic raps, state of the art
I got a dichotomy inside of me like sodomy my brain and body fight on the potty part It's botherin me you need to bottle me into a pill sell me at CVS
go away I don't got no time to throw away Memories they haunt me (They haunt me) They follow me, to the day I die (We fight and we struggle out here
this place The devil only knows of this world So dark and oh so cold, it's all so cold, all so cold, oh Soon as my flow starts, I compose art like the
